[4120] in Depressing_Thoughts
i could also staple bagels to my face
dcctdw@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (dcctdw@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Sun Oct 31 19:25:10 1993
My parents called this morning. I didn't pickup. This was probably the
correct thing to do for the short term, but it means that they'll be
horribly pissy when they do get in touch with me. And even though I plan
on writing a letter saying "Hi, my life is going so", I don't really want
to. Mostly because, well, do -you- tell people who you don't really care
for about your life? I don't feel comfortable saying "Hi, Mom & Dad; life
goes on but classes are monstrously hard and blah blah blah". I tell stuff
like that to my friends (well, ok, they already know). Or rather, if i'm
going to tell someone how my life is going, i'm going to be pingy or
contemplative or coredump -- basically, reveal my inner thoughts. And i
certainly don't trust my parents with that knowledge. That's before
considering whether i'd want them to know that information.
having a normal family would be nice...
